There are hunters and there are victims. By your discipline...you will decide if you are a hunter or a victim.
The man who will go where his colors go, without asking, who will fight a phantom foe in the jungle and mountain range, without counting, and who will suffer and die in the midst of incredible hardship, without complaint, is still what he has always been, from Imperial Rome to sceptered Britain to democratic America. He is the stuff of which legions are made. His pride is in his colors and his regiment, his training hard and thorough and coldly realistic, to fit him for what he must face and his obedience is to his orders. He has been called United States Marine.
The Marines I have seen around the world have the cleanest bodies, the filthiest minds, the highest morale, and the lowest morals of any group of animals I have ever seen. Thank God for the United States Marine Corps!
We have two companies of MARINES running all over this island and thousands of ARMY troops doing nothing!
Being ready is not what matters. What matters is winning after you get there.
Be polite, be professional, but have a plan to kill everyone you meet.
Marines die, that's what we're here for. But the Marine Corps lives forever. And that means YOU live forever.
The more Marines I have around, the better I like it.
The American Marines have it [pride], and benefit from it. They are tough, cocky, sure of themselves and their buddies. They can fight and they know it.
Among the men who fought on Iwo Jima, uncommon valor was a common virtue.
The bended knee is not a tradition of our Corps.
Every Marine is, first and foremost, a rifleman. All other conditions are secondary.
I can never again see a UNITED STATES MARINE without experiencing a feeling of reverence.
The deadliest weapon in the world is a MARINE and his rifle!
Why in hell can't the Army do it if the Marines can. They are the same kind of men; why can't they be like Marines.
Old breed? New breed? There's not a damn bit of difference so long as it's the Marine breed.
We're surrounded. That simplifies the problem!
I can't say enough about the two Marine divisions. If I use words like 'brilliant,' it would really be an under description of the absolutely superb job that they did in breaching the so-called 'impenetrable barrier.' It was a classic- absolutely classic- military breaching of a very very tough minefield, barbed wire, fire trenches-type barrier.
For over 221 years our Corps has done two things for this great Nation. We make Marines, and we win battles.
We have two companies of Marines running rampant all over the northern half of this island, and three Army regiments pinned down in the southwestern corner, doing nothing. What the hell is going on?
The raising of that flag on Suribachi means a Marine Corps for the next 500 years.
Casualties many; Percentage of dead not known; Combat efficiency; we are winning.
So they've got us surrounded, good! Now we can fire in any direction, those b*****ds won't get away this time!
People sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf.
I still need Marines who can shoot and salute. But I need Marines who can fix jet engines and man sophisticated radar sets, as well.
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